So you know,
When I was leaving you
You weren’t going to have this your orphan behavior.
When I was giving your farewell kiss on your forehead
You weren’t going to look at my face that way!
Even if comes, the most painful words to my tongue.
I fear that a few words would escape….!
You fell down into my hand as a flame!
O my tear, remember !
You weren’t going to shed!
Kayıt Tarihi : 3.6.2022 03:03:00
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